The shy one
I was born in Nova Scotia. My father was in the Navy and we were moved back to Victoria in 1961. In August of 1962 my family was in a very serious car accident, which changed our lives forever. My parents were told if I lived, I wouldn’t be able to do anything. My father said. I was a fighter. As life went on I worked through bullying, and I worked through discrimination. When I was 29 years old, my son was born. When he started school, he encourage me to volunteer at his school. Then he encouraged me to try to get a job at his school. He also encouraged me to write down stories...
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